Random Caring - Squint, Ed Stasium

The policeman, the fireman, anyone who can

help me get through this situation

the crazyman, the holyman, don’t you understand

i’m caught up in this messed up situation

now i’m out here

and i’m looking

for some random caring

now i’m lying alone, deep down here in louisiana

wonder where or how or even what did i do wrong

not enough letters, not enough phone calls, there is only so much i can do

to keep you from thinking

i know people make mistakes, but you messed up pretty bad

most people spend their whole lives looking just for what we had

but now i’ve got a brand new life, with a souped-up shiny ego

i got way over you with my tweaked out point of view

random caring.

just looking for some random caring.